Don't suck me, I'm not sweet {wear book}

Qinglong struggled and watched helplessly as the wind and clouds surged above Yashen's head, and the divine pressure enveloped the devastated fields, his divine power was concentrated, and he was ready to descend from the sky to slash the sword.

Qinglong tried his best to stretch out his hand in the direction of the killing knife, but unfortunately, with a slight movement, he pulled out the pain of countless broken spiritual veins, and the pain in all directions became invisible chains that trapped his actions.

The body couldn't move, but there were waves in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"sorry Sorry……"

Qinglong held his breath, listening to his hasty and desperate hoarse apology that he couldn't say, tears fell quickly.He looked at him not far away without blinking, and his fingertips dug the ground to crack the spirit pattern.There was no time to think about why Lu Dao hurt him, because he was witnessing the death penalty imposed on Lu Dao by the gods.

"Go." Yashen said calmly, took a step back, and the divine power above his head gathered into a string and fell towards the young man on the ground.And the end of each chain on Ludao's body is held in the hands of a god, and they are also injecting spiritual power, cooperating with Yashen to carry out an inevitable large-scale encirclement and suppression.

Lu Dao stopped his tears, and yelled hoarsely in his direction.

The green dragon roared silently, revealing its dragon scales.

Endless divine power went towards Ludao at the same time, and just when he closed his eyes and was about to die, a surge of spiritual power that did not belong to him surged from all his limbs, starting from the source of the heart and surrounding his whole body.

He opened his eyes and saw a ghostly dragon spirit circling around him, looking up and trying to resist the divine punishment of the sub-god.But Long Ling couldn't hold it back for long, and was shattered into light spots under the attack of the gods in a short while.

It's all about his temperature.

Blood dripped from Qinglong's eyes watching this scene, and the dragon's scales faded away like a tide, leaving countless scale-shaped lines.

"Don't go."

His eyes said so silently.

Lu Dao's eyes became more and more red, and under the bombardment of endless spiritual power, he clenched his fists and screamed.

"I'm leaving, you and Chang Yi must be fine."

But here comes the variable.The thunder in the sky was approaching from far away, Yashen's dull face finally had waves, he looked up quickly, and saw thunder and lightning gathered in the depths of the sky, flashing from the distant world, and crashing away impartially The sub-god's spiritual power string.

Yashen suddenly turned back and ordered the gods: "Stop!"

The gods stopped the infusion and looked at him blankly.

Tianlei fell in front of Lu Dao, blasting a large crack across it.The magic knife in the chain had been severely injured like a tattered puppet. At this moment, he lowered his head slowly, the blood in the seven orifices slipped slowly and viscously, and he didn't know how many breaths he had left.Because he was bound by chains, he couldn't even fall down, so he could only kneel.

However, above the head of this miserable and unlucky guy, there was a phantom in the shape of a key.

Yashen was stunned: "Is he...the key?"

The clouds in the sky parted, and the extravagant sunlight finally shone on this hapless bastard, on his tattered body, slowly repairing the cracks and countless broken bones caused by the bombardment of his chains and divine power.

The gods were stunned, Qinglong choked his breath in his throat, rolled his eyes and passed out completely.

When he woke up again, he soaked in the Shenquan water of Kunwu Mountain, and most of the skin wounds on his body healed, but it was only a good skin, and the inside was still badly injured.Moreover, the big hole on the spiritual orifice healed slowly, and the pain of getting up was still excruciating.

"Slow down, you don't have to get up, and soaking in the water will help ease your injury."

Qinglong looked up and saw Yashen sitting cross-legged not far away, with his Fuxiqin still on his lap, but the strings had been broken so that only one stick remained.

Qinglong covered his waist and looked at him, his anger slowly overflowed from his chest: "I'm such a small guy, I'm not worth your trouble."

Yashen didn't mind his hostility, he just stroked the strings and asked him: "Ask, do you blame Lu Gudao? Do you hate him?"

Qinglong twitched his brows, and heard him say again: "You have worked hard to raise him, and you have cut your godhead, dragon veins, and dragon horns to him, and he will cut you back. You must feel unbearable pain now, whether it is physical or mental. You once loved Does he still have the heart now?"

There were ripples on the surface of Shushenquan, which was because he was trembling with anger: "What's the matter with you?"

Yashen stared at his qin, dazed for a while.

He was quiet for a long time before explaining to Qinglong that he united with the gods to brand Lu Dao's sea of ​​consciousness to eliminate demons.Qinglong went from astonishment to anger, and the huge Shushen Spring continued to make waves, and finally all the divine water floated up and rushed towards Yashen.

The supreme god who upholds the will of heaven did not take any measures, allowing the water dragon with anger to pour himself into a drowned chicken.

Qinglong lay paralyzed at the bottom of the dry pool, the blood from his waist continuously flowing out from between his fingers.This time he used up his equally depleted spiritual power, but his anger was not weak at all, it was still burning brightly in Bai Hai's heart and soul.He couldn't swear, and he didn't know how to curse. He was just blindly angry, and he could only stare at the culprit fiercely and tearfully.

Then he found that Yashen, who was wet all over, had opened a negligibly weak protective shield, completely enclosing Fuxiqin.

The soaked chicken looked at the spotless Qin, raised his head and said to him: "So, it was not his intention to hurt you with the sword. He was just... firmly bound by a higher law. Some things, many things, It wasn't his original intention, and he didn't want to be like this..."

The last sentence was said lightly, but Qinglong still heard it clearly.In his fury, his mind was unusually clear. He stared at Yashen and his qin, thinking of what he asked just now, and Zhong Mo under the Pillar of Heaven, and instantly understood what he meant.

He held his waist and controlled it, and said hoarsely: "Ludao is different from you, and I am even different from Zhongshen!"

The fact that Yashen wanted to take the road knife at him was projected onto his own crusade against Zhong Mo.

His hand playing the piano moved, and the water on his forehead dripped into his eyes.

"You imposed your brand on Lu Dao, but you accepted the will of heaven voluntarily." Without the healing and repairing effect of the water, every time he said a word, his spiritual orifice would throb, and his face became more and more pale , "It's not the way of heaven forcing you, but the ideal you pursued and created. To put it bluntly, you chose to be an enemy of Zhong, and finally killed him yourself..."

This god is shaking right now.In other words, what Zhong Mo said before his death had already dealt him a blow.The demon didn't say a word to blame him until his soul was gone, as if he was still loving him until his death.

But only wavering.

Qinglong stopped talking, because he suddenly realized that all the people who can reach the end are such characters.Decisive choices and sacrifices endow them with strong will and power of action, and they will surely remove all obstacles on the way forward, no matter who they are, they will not be able to shake their beliefs.

Yashen exhaled slowly, raised his hand to control all the water for washing the gods back into the pool, his face was still calm with neither joy nor sorrow, as if the hesitation and gaffe just now no longer existed.

"It's all over." He waved his sleeves, and the water stains all over his body evaporated, and Fu Xiqin put it back in the Qiankun bag.

"It has nothing to do with me not sealing the Ancient Sword."

Qinglong calmed down, his voice was low and hoarse: "What else do you want to use him for?!"

Yashen shook his head slightly: "Heaven made him come out of the world to transform into a spirit. I was afraid that this vicious sword would cause chaos in the world, so I wanted to seal him back into the shape of a vessel. But I didn't expect that he is not just a demon-killing sword. A knife, or a key."

"What key?" Qinglong looked at him warily.

"The key to open the door to the space that leaves this world."

Qinglong was stunned firmly.

Yashen wants to leave this world to create a new world in another space, saying that he is adhering to the will of heaven and earth to practice the way of God, but in the final analysis this is his own fanatical and absurd ideal.When Qinglong heard it for the first time, he was full of admiration beyond horror, but because of its impracticality and huge danger, he didn't know the feasibility of this ideal at all.

Now Ya Que said that in addition to killing demons and containing hostility, Lu Dao also had a life-threatening mission of opening up space.

"This kind of thing... this kind of thing..." Qinglong's face turned pale, "Can't you let him go?"

"Since he is a key, the purpose of the key is to open the door." Yashen said flatly, squatting down by the pool and looking down at the green dragon in the pool, "Since you made a contract with Killing Gudao and gave him the godhead, then I Let’s just think that under these double guarantees, you may indeed be able to tie him down. Ask, I have always favored you and Xuanwu to help me create a new world, but now that the Gudao is in such an important position, I can only let you Stay in this world to contain him. Of course, I don't think you will abandon him."

"I will heal the wound of Killing Sword, open the space door in a few days, and lead the gods to leave. After we leave, this world will be handed over to you—whether it is to restore the earth, or take care of the killing knife that is deeply angry, everything The heavy responsibility is entrusted to you."

Yashen spoke a lot calmly, Qinglong's face remained pale, and he never said a word.It wasn't until Yashen turned and left that he opened his mouth: "Are you so sure...you and the gods can enter the other world safely?"

What if what Zhong Mo said was true?What if the so-called creation of a new road to the world is really a scam used by Tiandao to slaughter redundant powerful gods?Taking a step back, even if what Zhong Mo said is not true, there is no precedent for such a thing as opening the space door, and no one knows how many dangers there will be.Yashen led the gods blindly and pinned their hopes on Ludao who had been persecuted by the gods. They really dare to embark on this journey?

Qinglong asked the most difficult question in a hoarse voice: "How can I be sure that Road Dao is safe?!"

Yashen was silent for a while, then looked sideways at him: "I don't know."

"I am still weak in front of the heavens in this world. I can only entrust my ideals to the heavens. As for the success or failure of life and death, it is up to me to use all my strength to make a conclusion. But I will definitely go on this great unknown journey. "

"I'm not sure about anything else."

Qinglong was about to struggle out of the water, but Yashen made a formation with his fingers to lock his movements.

"When you are strong enough to become the Heavenly Dao of a certain world, you no longer need to ask similar questions, and when you have the ability to rewrite the stories in this space—"

He laughed lightly.

"You don't have to stand in my position at this time and accept anyone's torture. And from the beginning, give up the best of both worlds."

Wen Nong suddenly opened his eyes, staring blankly at the real scene around him.Suddenly feeling suffocated, he turned his head to look, and found that he was a huge white dragon at the moment, squeezing the small pool to the brim, and squeezed out all the excess water for washing the spirit.And the culprit who made Long feel suffocated was lying on his stomach, hugging him and snoring softly.

The back of Ludao's hand has lines of spiritual veins, and Yuanyuan has been losing to him.

Wen Nong watched him for a long time, and countless memories from thousands of years came flooding back. He hummed lowly, stretched his head over and pressed the road knife tightly.

The snoring stopped, Lu Dao opened his eyes, and when he looked up, he was licked all over his face by a white dragon.

The knife's ears turned red for no reason, and he raised his hand to hug him tightly, with a drooling expression on his forehead, and his tone was serious: "One more."

Wen Nong rubbed his head against him, and changed back into a human form in the next second, and the two fell into the pool with a crash.

Lu Dao hissed loudly, Wen Nong hurriedly dragged him out of the pool, remembering that he couldn't touch the water for washing.

He followed Shun Lu Dao's back, and the phrase "Best of both worlds" echoed in his mind repeatedly, ignoring the things in his consciousness for a moment, and only whispered in his ear: "Does it hurt?"

Lu Dao hugged him even harder, and whispered in his ear, "Not at all."

Wen Nong nodded, feeling something was wrong again: "Then why do you seem to be shaking?"

His voice came from the sea of ​​consciousness: "Because...you don't have any clothes on."